June

Once upon a blurry moon,
I meet a girl by the name of June.
Frail and hungry,
she begged me for food.
This girl I meet named June.

I gave her some soup on a golden spoon,
Shew ate the soup and my beans and my prunes.
She had it all gone, just before noon.
This girl named June.

When she was full she was in a good mood,
I danced around whilst she sang a toon.
We layed in the grass, and at her I swooned.
I, and this girl named June.